There was a time when I thought all people were good people. Then I thought, some people were troubled. Now I understand, there are those who are evil. Sometimes, they wear sheep’s clothing. Other times, they do not. Beware!
This man [Jesus of Nazareth] was handed over to you by God’s set purpose and foreknowledge; and you, with the help of wicked men, put him to death by nailing him to the cross. —Acts 2:23
It was not easy for me to accept the notion that wicked people exist. If in a group, I would be the one trying to understand why one person would intentionally hurt another, why one person would intentionally be cruel to another, why one person would intentionally break the spirit of another—particularly when the two profess the same faith as I.
“How could this be,” I would think.
Where is the love?
I would search to identify the why, not the wicked. [You will know them by their fruit, I have come to rely upon.] Truth is, some are wicked. They are not crazy. They are not demented. They are not touched. They are evil. It is spiritual and as my spiritual awareness heightens, so does my respect for the spiritual realm.
Maturity has allowed me to accept people for who they are—not how they are with me. There is always a spiritual conversation occuring, even when not conscious to us. Because of this, I constantly pray for discernment.
Do not be deceived: Wicked people will work with you when you are working for their purpose. Such agreement may not be obvious to you (immediately, if ever). Know your helpmates and their spiritual significance. It is a matter of life or death.